To receive a funny text message out of the blue, to rub your bald head and lean on your shoulder, but I know you’re still with me and that you are so proud. I’d give anything to hug you again, to hear your voice and your laugh. The next time I saw you, I was picking up your ashes.
You were struggling and yet, when I took your hand, you opened your beautiful eyes and smiled at me. When I saw you in the hospital, I knew it was goodbye. The next morning, you crashed and went on the vent. I miss you, I love you-over and over again. I remember that you didn’t feel good, and I didn’t want to keep you long, but I wanted you to know I loved you-and that was our whole conversation. I will always be thankful for our final call. We were FaceTiming and you smiled and said, “I am so proud.” Not long after, you’d test positive for COVID. To the best Daddy in the whole, wide world.īefore you died, I got to tell you about all sorts of amazing things that were happening for me. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the author. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Ĭover Design by: Regina Wamba of Īll rights reserved.
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